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What in the hell just happened?

Tampa, FL, September 8th, Tuesday

Carly

I slide the twenty-dollar bill through the hole in the plexiglass and give Bob a se, but you have to tell your wife aboutis pretty easy to pick up if you have a great instructor like me”

Bob laughs “Okay, Miss Carly I’ll tell her”

“Perfect”

He makes a move to open his door, but I cut hiet the to have to carry it into the hospital on my own anyway

Bob nods, and I juer side door and round the car to the trunk as he pops it open I grab s over my shoulder, slam the lid down, and tap the surface two times like I’ve seen them do in the movies

When he understands nal and pulls away, a smile creeps onto my face

Of course, when I turn to face Taht back off like melted butter

Ugh I hate hospitals

They’re stuffy and boring and have a million and one rules that you have to follow or, you know, risk killing someone And I’m not really about that kind of pressure

I used to be, back in college, and for a little while after But truthfully, ia Tech—and in the corporate world feel like an entirely different lifetime for a completely different person

You couldn’t pay o back because, frankly, the only way I’d be able to fit back inside the “box” is if you chopped rinder

Nevertheless, my mom is in there, and for as er years, we are very hty A little bit too carefree, if you ask soh, Willow

And when I leftFortune 500 company in California to move to Colorado and fly by the seat of ment No disappointment